After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#192 “Let’s Go Home, Love.”

As they stood outside the airport, the air heavy with the anticipation of departure, Benjamin prepared to board his flight back to Europe. Sophia’s expression was troubled as she watched her brother, a pang of sadness tugging at her heartstrings.

Alexander noticed her distress and reached out to gently touch her arm. 11 What’s wrong, love?” he asked softly, concern etched in his features.

Sophia sighed, her gaze distant as she struggled to put her emotions into words. “I just can’t shake this feeling of disappointment,” she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness. “My grandfather was someone I respected deeply, and I just can’t understand how he could be involved in something like this.”

Alexander nodded understandingly, his grip on her arm tightening slightly in a gesture of support. “I know, it’s hard to come to terms with,” he murmured, his voice filled with empathy.

But Sophia wasn’t finished. With a heavy heart, she continued, her words coming out in a rush of emotion. “And the documents we found…they revealed so much more than I ever could have imagined,” she confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. “Crimes related to the mafia, the revelation that my father’s car accident was a result of mafia retaliation…it’s just too much to bear.”

Tears welled up in Sophia’s eyes as she spoke, the weight of the truth crashing down on her shoulders. But even in the midst of her grief, there was a steely determination in her voice.

won’t let them get away with this,” she vowed, her voice filled with resolve.

a tight embrace, his arms offering

your fear of high-speed driving related to

softly, his voice filled

a whisper. “I can’t

ached for her as he listened to her confession. “I understand,” he murmured, his voice laced with empathy. “But you don’t have

into his embrace, finding comfort in his reassuring words. But as she listened to Alexander’s warning about

I can’t

we need to be smart about this. We can investigate together, but promise me you

unwavering. “I promise, “she vowed, her voice steady despite

in their investigation, recognizing his expertise and resources could be invaluable in

he suggested, his voice thoughtful. “He’s got connections

voice filled with gratitude. “Let’s reach out

father’s involvement with the mafia. “Are you okay with the revelation about your father having

her brow furrowing as she considered his question. “Honestly, it’s a lot to process,” she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “But I believe in my father’s integrity. I don’t think he would have cheated while